Granny carts

Brooklynites own these aluminum contraptions as a matter of necessity. Sans cars, they are the only means short of paying a taxi exorbitant fees for transporting groceries and large items from store to home. For example:

These are photos of me with my cart (aka "Blue Lightning) arriving home from a long voyage to Target. While suburban-eyes may see "granny," city-eyes see "functional." In other words, no one smirks when I rattle by them on the sidewall.